As the day started, Draco practically bounced to his first class, far too cheery for his own good. His jaw dropped when he saw Harry standing in his classroom. "Shouldn't you be in class?" He cocked an eyebrow. Harry was smirking at him and Draco frowned. "What?" He asked in confusion. "Can I have the attention of the class?" Harry asked loudly and Draco flushed. "What're you doing?" He squeaked out. Harry ran a finger up Draco's jaw, then slapped him hard. "I wanted to tell everyone you're a nasty little faggot." Draco's face took several different emotions at the same time. He pushed Harry. "GET OUT POTTER OR I SWEAR TO GOD I'LL HEX YOU!" He shrieked, holding up his wand. Harry walked out with a snicker. Draco could feel stares and giggles from classmates as he tried not to fall apart.

Ginny Weasley hurried off to her house common room. She'd have to wait for the polyjuice potion to wear off before she went to her classes. She was grinning and giggling, re-imagining Draco's expression. She was pretty sure Draco would be destroyed just as much as she'd been.

Draco headed to potions with a blank expression, ignoring Harry and his friends. Hermione has already heard from Ron and walked over to speak to Draco. "Malfoy, you know I don't like you, but if youre going to be with Harry I demand you promise not to hurt him." He turned to her with a snarl. "Go away you filthy little mudblooded tramp. I don't need any of you." His voice was weak, but the comment was enough to make Hermione burst into tears. Ron gave Draco a punch to the Jaw, glaring at him. "You're disgusting Malfoy." He spat. "Oh shut up Weasley. You're nothing by trash." He was getting looks from most of the other students. He was shaking, but his eyes remained dry. Crabbe and Goyle were silent, both afraid to speak with Draco in an unusually foul mood. Draco raised up a shaking hand. "May I dismissed to the lavatory?" He asked, refusing to look anyone. He didn't wait for an answer and just left.

Draco stood near the sink, washing his face as he sobbed. He looked at himself in the mirror and nearly hissed. He looked sickly and pasty again. His eyes were circled by dark marks. When he came back to the class he offered up no more than a glare to Harry. He could hear chatter about what happened earlier going around the classroom. He could hear sniggers of 'gay' and 'how nasty.' He heard someone say Harry was right for dissing him. He tried to control himself, refusing the urge to hex Harry.

When it came time for Quidditch, Draco stared at his uniform. "What did you do to it?" He cringed at its tight, clingy feeling. "I hate it." He wailed, though it proved to be light and easy to move in. He wasn't give time to receive an explination as he was pushed forward.

When the game began, Draco didn't bother looking for the snitch. He pressed himself flat against his broom, shooting forwards toward Harry, hoping to knock him off. "Malfoy! The hell are you doing?!" He heard a scream and he took a deep breath, turning around quickly to look for any glimpses of gold. He needed this win more than anything now. Harry had always been a star at everything, and Malfoy was ready for a piece of that attention for once.

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Harry smiled at Draco when he saw him but Draco looked fierce, he looked between Ron and Hermione but they looked equally confused. Ron had been really good to Harry and not told Hermione about his recent discovery about his best mate, he didn't think that Hermione would approve.
"Luna told me about what you said to Draco earlier." Hermione said seriously.
"What?" Harry looked at hermione, "And you're okay with it?"
"Well, I suppose, but it was a little rude and theres no need for violence." She said with a stern face.
Harry frowned, Hermione was obviously not talking about last night, besides how would luna know?
"What do you mean?" Harry asked.
Ron also looked confused he hadn't been filled in on this.
"You hit Draco infront of his class." Hermione said.
"I've been with Harry all day!" Ron said.
"Oh." Hermione frowned she was a bright girl and it was unusual for her to become confused about something. "Luna must have got it wrong but people are talking about it."
Harry looked so confused, "I have to talk to Draco!" He said, but he could see Draco was trying his best to keep away from him. Harry wondered what must have happened how can he be in two places at once? he can't. Why would this happen?

Harry slipped into the new Quiddich uniform and kicked hard off the ground of the pitch, the weather was cool but clear, great weather conditions, he knew Draco was angry with him so he just planned to grab the snitch as quickly as possible and end the game securing the first win for Gryffindor. It was't as simple as he planned as Draco collided into the side of him, he could see the snitch glinting up ahead and he tried to push his broom to go further, from the stands the crowds were cheering.
Harry glanced at Draco, "What are you doing!?" He yelled as he collided, he shuffled further allong his broom and streched his fingers out for the snitch, out of the corner of his eye he saw the quaffle thrown from a Slytherin it was intercepted by Ginny who flew over the top of Harry.
Harry saw Ginny's wand tip glow, she aimed it at Draco and harry nudged into drace pushing him into the path of the snitch and taking the full force of the hex from Ginny's wand. It was a strong hit he didn't know what it was but it mad his body feel tingly he couldn't grip his broom and he slipped off.
He heard Ginny shriek, he could hear the Slytherin's cheering so he knew that Draco must have caught the snitch but his vision faded as he fell closer and closer to the ground. A fellow Gryffindor teammate flew in and caught Harry within inches but Harry still landed on the ground with a thump and was knocked out cold, as per usual his glasses lay shattered in teh mud.

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Draco yelped as he was pushed aside, not understanding why, but not arguing. He didn't look back, having no idea what happened to Harry until after he had the snitch in his hands. He was about to cheer with his team, but looked down to see Harry in the mud below. He debated going to to check on his former friend, chewing on his lip. 'He hates you. He humiliated you. He embarrassed you in front of your peers.' He tried to push these words out of his head. He finally made the decision to go and check on Harry. He landed beside him, ignoring the fact that he was getting mud all over himself. He could hear people screaming at Ginny and he turned to her, glaring. "What did you do?" He spat, pulling up his wand. "I swear to god I'm going to kill you." He hissed, moving closer to her before she even had a chance to speak. He was restrained by Hermione who took a hold of his wrist. "Don't touch me muggle-born filth!" His voice had become squeaky and crazed. "I want to know what she did!" Ginny was shaking all over. "It was meant for you!" She cried, pointing at Draco. "I was trying to hex you Malfoy." This brought on another wave of anger. "You're a WHORE. A selfish little slut with no morals and no brain." She narrowed her eyes. "At least I'm not a man stealing creep!" She retaliated. "Oh? You think I stole him from you? Is that what you think happened? He didn't even like you anymore because you're a controlling little brat." He could see he'd struck a nerve and he snickered at her. "Maybe that's why Dean got sick of you too. Because you're a spoiled little tramp." Ron yanked Draco's hair back. "Don't talk to my sister that way Malfoy!" He commanded.

After a few more choice words were added, the fight was broken up by Snape. The children were send back to their quarters and Harry was escorted to the hospital wing of the school. Draco was forced to stay with Hagrid until Harry was in decent enough shape for visitors, but Draco had already determined that he wasn't going to visit anyway. He felt like he was unwanted and unwelcome with Harry after he'd been pretty much dumped in front of everyone. Well, not dumped, but humiliated. He laid out on Hagrid's bed while the giant was out tending to things in the woods. The young wizard kept his eyes closed and tried his very best not to think of anyone. He knew he would be missed at the party his team was throwing, but he couldn't care less. He was pretty sure they'd all forgive his absence since they would be having plenty of fun without him.

"Potter you narrowly avoided a broken ankle, it seems just a little sprained." Harry heard Madam Pomfrey talking to him but everything was blurry.
"Its always you... Always!" She complained.
"Sorry." Harry muttered, he tried to pull himself higher up on the bed but everything hurt. He streched his fingers out for the beside table and found his newly mended glasses, his head hurt a lot he felts very thick headed. He closed his eyes because teh light was blinding him.
He felt a hand in his, he stroked the back of it, it was smooth, "Draco?" He questioned,
"...No, Hermione." Harry blinked at Hermione, "Where's Draco?" Harry asked desperatly, "Did he fall off to, is he okay?"
"He wont be after I'm fineshed with him." Ron said angrily.
"What?" Harry looked irritated, he was both in pain and confusion alongside the possible concussion it just made him feel very sick. "Look, I can't be bothered with this now okay. I told you Ron, I can't be with your sister. She's getting all funny about it too."
Ron huffed loudly, Hermione spoke for him "Maybe you should tell her the situation rather than string her allong Harry, its only fair."
"I'm not stringing her along!" He replied angrily.
"I said bedrest! Quiet!!" Madam Pomfrey tried to shoo Ron and Hermione out of the hospital wing.
"I like Draco, I thought he liked me, now I don't know. I want to speak to him." Harry tried to get out of bed but he hurt so much it was nearly impossible.
Hermione sighed and pushed Harry gently back into the bed.
SHe new where Draco would be, she hated the pig but she knew she should do right by Harry. She made her way down to Hagrid's hut. She knocked on the door loudly, there was no answer. She sighed irritated, "I know you'#re there Draco, I wont do anything I just need to talk. Fine! I'll talk through the door I know you can hear, DRACO! Draco?" She sighed once again she really didn't like the Malfoy family. "Look, Harry wants to see you he's asking for you, and he's really hurt and he just wants comforting." she pushed the truth a little bit to help Harry. "Please? For Harry? I don't know whats going on really... But he's asking for you in the hospital wing. Ron and I will leave you two in peace, promise." She said all this through the door hoping he would open it. She wouldn't leave him alone till he did.

Hagrid was headed back to his shack and smiled at Hermione. "Let me open the door for ye. I might can get him out." The half-giant invited Hermione in and knocked on the bedroom door. "Malfoy! Ya had best be openin this door or I'll turn ya back ta a ferret, ya hear?" Draco moaned miserably. "Leave me alone. I don't want to see that prick right now." Hagrid forced the door open and picked Draco up by the collar, ignoring his protests. "Now, do explain to me why ye hate 'arry all the sudden." Malfoy snorted. "It has a lot to do with the fact that he slapped me in the face and called me a faggot in front of my first class, but you know, it's not like that awful or a good reason to dislike someone." Hagrid took a moment to blink at Draco. "What the bloody hell are you talking about Malfoy? 'Arry wouldn't dream of doing something like that to you." Draco's face twisted into an expression of sorrow mixed with anger. "You trying to say I'm lying? Is that what you're inferring? Because I have plenty of fucking witnesses that can attest to the fact I'm telling the truth." Hagrid dropped Draco on his butt in the middle of the floor. "Language." He warned. "I don't see why he'd do something like that. He likes ye more than ye really know." Hagrid stroked his beard, then grabbed Malfoy by the collar again, causing him to shriek and squirm in failed attempts to escape. "We're goin to see yer boyfriend." "He's not my boyfriend. He's Ginny's boyfriend. He hates me. You can't make me go see him! This is abuse! I'll tell father! Father will kill you and use your bones to make arm chairs! Do you hear me you oaf! Put me down!" It was all Hagrid could do not to laugh. "That's a beautiful picture ye paint for us, but I don't think yet daddy's going to help you if he finds out ye're dating 'Arry Potter. Besides, ye haven't spoken to him since ye came to stay with me." Draco simply wailed, putting on obviously fake tears and sobbing like a little child. "You're so mean to meeee..." He half sobbed and Hagrid didn't bother stifling his laughter. "Yer quite the actress Malfoy. Now go in and say hello to 'Arry."

Draco entered the room and stated at Harry, eyes cold and lips pursed. He stood a good ten feet away from the bed. "You're a real prick just so you know, and I hate you, but Hagrid made me come see you." His voice remained bland and Draco tried to seem as emotionless as possible, though his pain was all in his body language. He bit his lip. "I'm sorry I didn't catch you. I didn't realize what happened until it was too late. I guess I should've known I wasn't good enough to win without help from some sort of cheater." He didn't feel like he'd accomplished anything by grabbing the snitch. "But you were always better than me in every way, so whatever." He played it off as if he didn't care. "What did you want anyway? It's not like you could possibly do any more to damage me. Unless you're planing on cursing me. Can you at least tell me why? Do you respect me that much? Did I say something wrong? Do you just like seeing me hurt? Maybe you hate gay people. i dont know why anyone would even dream of doing what you did." He became very silent, waiting for Harry's explanation for everything.

"Prick!" Harry muttered, he was so tired form all the medication he was put on for the pain and his slight concussion. He smiled wearily at Draco, he looked at Ron and Hermione and they agreed to leave the hospital wing.
"I don't understand what kind of charm you're under if you still think I don't like you. Do you want me to like you or what? Because now you're confusing me." Harry pulled his hand out from under the covers and he reached for Draco's hand with a sorry smile on his face.
"Apparently I was knocked off my broom with a disarming spell. I'm not stupid I know it was Ginny aiming for you. She's just jealous and she'll do anything to stop us. just wait you'll beat both Hufflepuff and Raven claw with enough point to be up against Gryffindor so long as we loose to Ravenclaw. Besides the match may be reschdualed for unfair play and Ginny might be thrown off the team. We'll probably rematch." He rubbed his forehaed, Quiddich talk make him tired.
"I don't want you hurt! Never!" He sighed angrily. "Trust me. Please, I really want to be with you draco no matter what!!"

Draco started to lose his patience, raising his voice slightly. "Of coarse I like you Potter. I'm not the one being questionable about that. But you? I mean, I could understand if you wanted to hide the fact that you care anything about me. Obviously you don't want unneeded attention, but you humiliated me in front of my entire class. You slapped me in the face! You called me a faggot. I'm not going to just let that go without a damn god explanation." He refused to take the hand offered to him. "And don't tell me you don't know what in talking about. The whole school os talking about it now. Everyone thinks that you're repulsed by me and my affections. If you're ashamed to admit you care for me in front of others, I'm not so sure I want anything to do with you." He was frowning at this point, confusion all over his face. "You said you hated me. I didn't think you wanted me to even visit you here." He gingerly finally accepted Harry's hand. "You're complelty zonked on pain medication aren't you? Would you rather talk about this when you're feeling better?" He sat on the edge of the bed, about to kiss his forehead when Ginny came in. Draco retracted his hand and sat up straight. "Go away Weasley." He warned, his wand in his hand and pointed at her. "No one wants to talk to you right now." She pushed Draco off of the bed. "I came to apologize to Harry. I didn't come to see you." She sat in the stop Draco had been sitting and cooed at Harry, giving apologies and words of love. "We could be a thing again couldn't we Harry?" Draco stood quietly and headed towards the door. "I hope you get better soon." He mumbled.

"Draco, listen, I didn't do that, I have no memory of slapping you or calling you a faggot it has to have been someone else, and I know that's really hard to beleive but thats the truth, ask Ron, I was with him all morning. It can't have been me, someone else must have..." He frowned, his head felt really woozy. "Draco, the amount of medication I'm on is not the point right now, I liked you then I like you now." Harry had difficulty with the word love. "Polyjuice potion. its the only way. Someone must have used it to be me to do something to you, and I recon its the same person who tried to knock you off your broom!" He looked so irritated with Ginny.
Ginny picked a spectacular moment to come through the door of the hospital wing. He looked at her with a cold expression on his bruised face. "Ginny you knocked me off my broom during a match, the first match of the season. A key match. WHy would you do that? Just to get at me for Draco? or to attack Draco? Either way that doesn't change things. You violated the laws of Quiddich. You'd be lucky if you get to stay on the team." He turned away from her and saw Draco leaving.
"Stay!" He called, "Please, I'm ill, I want to be comforted." He said with a really sweet smile.
He gave one last disgusted look at Ginny, "I'm gay, never going to work, Ginny, I wouldn't be surprised if it was you who put me off girls."

Draco stopped and turned back around and looked at Harry. "Alright...I'll stay." He sat back down on the bed, giving Ginny a disgusted look. She glared and stormed off, flicking Harry off before she exited. "She's such a bitch. How did you even get interested in her. You know what. Never mind, I don't even want to know. She doesn't matter." He brushed his fingers across Harry's scar. "I'm sorry this happened to you. Do you need anything? Maybe some water or something to eat?" He played with his fingers nervously. "I could get you more meds if you want. Maybe you should get some rest?"

"Yeah, I don't want to think about draco." His forehead crumpled into a frown of pain, "Any more meds and I think I'll pass out and I want to stay awake whilst you're here with me." He smiled, his head felt soothed once Draco's fingers stroked his scar, Harry was so used to his scar causing him pain that the relief he felt from draco's touch was almost indescribable. It was just 'nice'. Harry shuffled in his bed a little so he was lying down more horizontally, he pulled Draco back gently so he could just lie there with him. In that moment Harry felt indestructible, regardless of how broken his body was.
"We'll get through this, I promise." Harry said, "What we have isn't unusual, just two guys who like each other. What's odd about that just forget I'm the famous "Harry Potter the boy who lived"." He said with a little proud smirk.

Draco tensed up as he was pulled back, but quickly relaxed, curling up against Harry. "Don't you think it'd be better to pass out than to be in pain? I'm worried about you." Draco closed his eyes, breathing in the scent of his crush. "Mmm...Harry..? Do you maybe want to date? Or are we already dating? I don't know." He felt calm and safe. "Oh shush you." He laughed. "You're such a snob." He yawned, falling into a daze, and then slowly asleep.

Hermione and Ron came back in a few hours later. "Is he still here?" Hermione asked, pointing at Draco. "Why's he sleeping with you? He should be letting you rest." Hermione nagged, making Draco stir slightly. He groaned and wrapped his arms around Harry, then drifted back off.

Harry was incredibly masochistic, he just didn't care if he was in pain, it didn't bother him if there were other things he'd rather do. Harry smoothed Draco's soft blonder hair with his fingertips, it was very relaxing to touch Draco's hair, no man should be allowed to walk around with such a silky mop of blonde hair and not have it be touched by him. It was part of what attracted Harry to Ginny the first time, her soft long hair, then again, he was also attracted to his mother, it was true that many people liked their partners to be like their mothers, it was comforting. Harry felt it may have healed him emotionally but he couldn't see her as something he was seriously attracted t, especially not as he had Draco now.
"We'll see." Harry said sleepily. "I haven't been away from Ginny long isn't it too soon?" He asked.

Harry squinted his eyes and his new visitors and shook his head, "I'm comfortable." he mumbled into Draco's back.

Hermione continued to blab and Draco eventually fully woke up, blinking sleepily until he saw Hermione and Ron staring down at him. He scrambled to get up, falling off of the bed with a thud. He stood, brushing himself off. "Hello there..." He cleared his throat nervously. "As you can probably see, I have made amends with Harry and we're friends again." Ron snorted. "I don't think friends is quite a strong enough word Malfoy." Draco hissed. "I have a name Ronald. I would very much appreciate it if you'd use that name." Ron rolled his eyes and Hermione sighed. "Merlin you're such a drama queen Draco. Just calm down. We aren't exactly on a first name basis with you yet...even if Harry is." Draco crossed his arms and tried to smooth his hair back down where it'd been mused up from sleeping.

Harry was just getting more and more annoyed with his new visitors, "Seriously, I'm trying to sleep why are you even here I'll speak to you when I wake up." Harry gingerly pulled the covers over his head, he couldn't deal with their chatter right now he had better priorities like sleeping.
He mumbled under the covers, "Get used to Draco, you're going to see so much more of him, you're actually going to see what a nice caring person he is." Harry stroked Draco's back with a finger, reassuringly, under his covers.

Draco rearranged himself in the bed so he was more comfortable. "Very well." Hermione said with an understanding look. "We'll leave you to sleep in peace. Get better soon Harry." Ron tried to protest, but she dragged him out. Draco closed his eyes and hummed a soft tune. "Do you like Lullabys Harry? I'm sure you never heard many growing up due to your circumstances." He turned to face the other wizard, proping himself up on one hand lazily. "I thought maybe I could sing for you sometime. Not right now, but maybe when you wake up? I should be letting you sleep." He stood to leave. "I'll go back down to Hagrid's so you can nap ok? I hope you feel better."

Harry murmered a complaint but he didn't think Draco heard it as he left, Harry slept on for hours, people started to worry that he wasn't going to wake up but eventually the next day he woke in the bright light of the hospital wing, he was allowed to leave the wing and he walked to the commonroom where he was roughly handed lots of parchment by Hermione, it was all the work he'd missed out on, "Thanks Hermione" He said with a sigh, he'd have thought that under the special circumstances he'd be allowed off but, apparently not.

Ron wasn't around the commonroom, much to Harry's concern, Ron rarely left his side. But Ron had other priorities, he'd cornered Malfoy near the main entrance, "Shh!" He said, worried that Malfoy would shout out or something, "I'm not going to attack you so keep your wand lowered. I just want to know that what you're doing with Harry is serious and you're not messing him about because he's my friend and... Is he really gay?" Ron whispered the word 'gay' like it was a curse, he thought he knew Harry well. He found it offensive that Draco knew Harry more than him.

As Ron cornered him in, Draco bit back the urge to scream out for help. He went for his wand, but calmed when he found that Ron's intentions were not cruel. He still eyed the red head suspiciously. "I'm not so sure gay is the right word. He was certainly interested in Ginny at first. Her constant moods and accusations turned him off I think. She wasn't exactly nice to him, and on the train she went to sit with Dean. No offense, your sister is a twit. As for my intentions, I assure you they're pure. I've always kind of liked Harry, but father never let me get close to him. I actually want to apologize for my treatment of you. I wasn't very kind and judged you before I got to know you. I still hate Granger, but that's because she's a snob." He shrugged. "So, what I'm trying to say is, yes, I care about Harry, and I'd like to be your friend."

Ron scowled angrily, "Don't talk about my sister like that!" he said, all of the Weasleys were very proud of their family, and they especially looked after their youngest and only female. Ron smiled a little when Draco said that Hermione was a snob, he did half agree with him he knew what Hermione could be like sometimes but Draco's new found friendship in Harry was still questionable in his eyes, and he didn't want to be friends with Draco, "How do I know this isn't just a plan of You Know Who's in order to get him close to Harry? You're lucky he trusted you so easily." Ron folded his arms defensively. He knew enough of Dracpo not to trust him and it sounded all too good to be true.

Draco snorted. "Shut up Weasley. Not everything I do is pure evil you twat. Did it ever cross your mind that I like Harry? Or did you not see that as being a possibility? He crossed his arms as well, his lip curling into a smirk. His smirk widened when he saw Crabbe and Goyle had come and were now behind him. "Later Weasley. I have better things to do than to stand here and waste time on you." He went off with his two best friends, heading to his commonroom. "What was he bugging you about anyway?" Crabbe asked. "Don't worry about it." Draco sighed. "He was being a jerk." He plopped down on his bed and looked through his school work. "I have so much to do." He moaned miserably. "This is why I hate missing school." He picked up a quill and started writing, but had it taken from him. "What the..?" He glared at Goyle. "Give that back. I need to work on my papers." His two friends smiled and gave him a large stack of papers. "We finished your work for you. You should go check on Harry." Draco smiled. "Thanks." He stood and headed off.

Draco looked around, trying to catch Harry. He asked around to see if anyone knew where he was, but didn't get any real answers, so he settled on sitting around in the courtyard. He yawned and leaned back, reading a text book.

Ron frowned unhappily and went back to the commonroom to speak to Harry, "He's a worthless piece of crap, he's bloody terrible I don't get why people think he's so untouchable he's just, ergh!" Ron complained, Harry looked up from his work with a confused look on his face, "What?" He asked Ron, "Who?"
"Bloody Malfoy that's who, I don't get it Harry how are you attracted to that or do you just like things that are bad for you?"
Harry raised his eyebrows, "Draco's my kind of guy, I like him, he likes me back."
"Why?!" Ron shouted,
"Wow, I didn't know you were going to feel so personally hurt by this Ron, If I knew you liked me so much maybe I would have made a move on you sooner, gosh." Harry said sarcastically with an obvious roll of his eyes. He opened his map and looked at the grounds, he found Draco and threw his invisible cloak over himself, "See you later Ron." He said,
"Yeah see you... I think." Ron said with a little smile.
Harry walked through the castle to where Draco was sitting with the book, he still had the cloak around him.
"I heard Ron spoke to you." Harry said in Draco's ear with a laugh before pulling off his cloak. The cloak had messed up his hair more than usual and he attempted to flatten it down with his palm.

"I heard Ron spoke to you." Draco threw his book and jumped. "H-Harry you git." He sputtered out. "Are you trying to give me a heart attack?" He took a deep breath. "Yes, he came to inform me that he don't trust me and thinks I'm somehow working for the dark lord." Malfoy stated flatly. "In other words, he and I are not exactly best friends at the moment. Even though I aske him to be my friend. But whatever." He shook his head and changed the subject. "I knew if I waited here you'd come find me. I wanted to check on you and be sure you were ok. Also, I have something for you." He pulled a box out of his pocket and offered it to Harry. Inside was a golden snitch necklace. "Hopefully you'll like it. I got it for you over summer holiday, but I never got the nerve to actually give it to you." He leaned against Harry. "I got a letter from father today. He said he hasn't cut me off financially and still loves me, but I can't come home. He doesn't want to risk Voldemort killing me. I thought maybe since father has given me permission to withdrawal from his bank accounts, you might want to hang around town with me sometime. If you want to..."

"For Voldemort?" Harry laughed a little, "Well I suppose its always possible but I'll take my chances, you have to understand that Ron's very cautious since his rat was working for Voldemort I suppose compared to a rat you're even more likely eh?" Harry suggested, he didn't think that Draco was working for Voldemort, but even if he was , "I'll take my chances." Harry said to Draco, he'd had so many close encounters with Voldemort that being near Draco wasn't scary for him. But the way Draco spoke and acted around Harry there was no way in Harry's mind that he could possibly be working for Voldemort.

"You asked Ron to be your friend?" Harry laughed a little bit, "Well no I can't imagine that going down to well, see, Ron's rather 'house-ist' it's how he was raised his whole family are pure blood Gryffindors, I wouldn't expect anything less."

Harry looked at the delicate snitch, "Oh wow Draco it's beautiful but I can't accept gifts from you, it feels wrong besides I haven't got anything for you." Harry said, he wasn't used to generous people he found it difficult when Ron and Hermione gave him presents at Christmas.

"Perhaps I can use some of my inheritance on a place for us next year, I have to leave the Dursley's anyway, they're the muggle relatives I stay with. It will no longer be safe for me there. I can keep you safe Draco, I promise." Harry said with a certainty, he wanted to live in a wizarding world where every wizard was safe and there was no hierarchy.

Draco sighed. "I suppose I should've known he'd be suspicious. I know I don't deserve his trust right away. Hopefully I can earn it somehow over time. What about Hermione? I know she can be annoying, but do you think she and I could be friends? She seems to have more pity than Ron does. He reached up to ply with Harry's hair. "I promise I'm not working for him. You can trust me Harry."

"What do you mean?" He glared at Harry. "How dare you reject a gift from me. I gave something to Vincent and Gregory too if it makes you feel better? I mean come on. I already bought it and I can't return it, so just take it. I wanted you to have it." He thought about moving in with Harry. "I suppose we could get a place. I'm honestly hoping things will calm down after this year. Maybe Voldemort will be caught and locked up. Or killed. Or something. I don't know. I just want this to end so I can be with my family again. I promise my dad isn't a bad man. Father loves me more than anything, but he can't just leave. He'd be killed. I don't want my father to die. Even if he is very racist and stuck up. I love him. He raised me and he's always treated me ok for the most part." He sat up and looked at Harry. "Do you think we could kill Voldemort? I know his soul is split and put into various objects. Maybe we could end all of this mess."

Harry couldn't help but laugh at Draco's little outraged face, he looked so pouty it was adorable, "Okay!" Harry said and graciously accepted the gift, he fastened it around his neck and dropped it inside his clothes, it was cold against his skin for a moment and it made him shudder.

"Caught and locked up?" Harry scoffed, no one could catch Voldemort and they certainly couldn't have him locked up. "Split?" Harry questioned, Dumbledore had mentioned something like this to him before when that talked, "So I have to destroy all of these parts of him?" Harry frowned, "Wow he doesn't make things easy for me does he. We've been trying to end this for years but he can't kill me and I can't kill him. Its like an endless circle."

"It was just a thought. It seemed better than killing him." He frowned. "Yeah. I think they're called...Horcruxes? I know there were like, seven of them or something like that. There's a diary,a ring, a necklace, a cup, and Nagini is also a Horcrux. Unfortunately I don't know any of the others or where to find the ones I do know about. Father told me about these things, but I can't go to him for help anymore since I've been cut off from the deatheaters. I'd go in and spy, but I feel that my punishment would be severe and more than a little painful. But I suppose if we're going to end this, I may have to make that sacrifice. What do you think I should do Harry?"